Chapter 3 0003

"Think about it, Shi Er, Guan Baye was only a 20-year-old young man at that time. He dared to burst out of the crowd by himself, with a quick-action rifle, and knocked down seven soldiers with a single burst of fire. The whole city coaxed him to arrest him; although the execution ground was not successfully robbed, the city was in chaos for two days.... When old man Peng dragged the six gangs again, my wounds healed up, and I rushed to get my legs together before beating him again. The old man Peng heard about Guan Baye's coaxing, and the province can no longer stand; he went to the Northland to enter the Army Crash School."

"Oh," Shorty Shi Er shook his head wildly, with a bit of disdain: "If it were me, I would never be a bastard Beiyang soldier if I died! If he, Baye Guan, is really a hero, he shouldn't fall into the enemy's army. Go in your arms." "The eighth master is not only strong because of his blood and courage," said to the third child: "Before he left, he bet a blood curse with old man Peng. One day, he will step on the main culprit who murdered the Liuhe gang. To avenge Boss Luo and those dead brothers! He thought that if the fire in Wanjialou was just to seize private property, his eyes and ears would never be so sharp, and he would choose to do it at night on the night of Mr. Wan's funeral?! There must be someone who tipped off the fire. Traitor....Ba Ye only took five years to take over the anti-smuggling team in this area. If you haven't heard of Guan Ba ​​Ye, you are famous as the captain of the anti-smuggling team?!"

"Captain Guan?! You said that Ba Ye is the great benefactor of the private salt gang, Guan Dongshan?!" Shorty Shi Er was a little bit speechless: "This... this... this is really an anecdote! Ever since Guan Dongshan Guan Ye leads the anti-smuggling team, and the salt trucks in the counties of the Northland have never been confiscated. With prestige and fame, he is willing to go back to the Liuhe Gang, a small salt gang, to lead his legs? How do you say that?!" Xiang Lao San hesitated for a while.The rattling salt carts flowed all the way, and each cart had iron-clad wheels covered with a circle of fine linen mats, rolling the grassy road smoothly and steadily. Thirty-two thick and tendony legs with rolled up trousers, each stepped on the ground. Wearing cotton-eared hemp shoes, behind the rolling wheels, riding the sharp beat of the axle, crossing and strenuously trudging.Although it was almost noon, the wind was still sharp, and it was blowing harder and harder, and the gloomy and desolate autumn scenery could not be changed.

"People in the nest, there is nothing to hide. The eighth master has suffered a lawsuit for helping us." Xiang Laosan said slowly: "Old man Peng joined the Liuhe gang again, and he had a total of three tough fights with the Beiyang army. At the end of the last scene in the Bali Temple, Shuai Shuai's personal soldiers were knocked down, and the private sector was suppressed above, and the old man Peng's head was demanded within a time limit; ... In the black pine forest, he released a group of Liuhe gang! He confessed to his superiors, and they were sent to prison."

"I know he's in jail," Big Bear interjected, "How he got out again, I don't know." "The jailer opened the shackles for him," said Xiang Laosan, "the jailer went with him to fight against the wind (a Jianghu idiom, which means to avoid the limelight.) to the Guandong, where he climbed up with the red-bearded leader. Friendship, I fought the old Maozi soldiers in the Erguna River." "I can't blame him for being willing to lead the salt truck now!" Shorty Shi Er stuck out his tongue: "It's so cold in a ghostly place like Kanto, where ice slag freezes on people's beards, it's really like exhaling into ice. It's me, I'm afraid I'll be frozen into a popsicle, so what's the point of hitting the old man with a gun..."

"Why do you always talk about the truth?!" Xiang Laosan complained: "The eighth master came out to lead the legs this time, and it was all my surname Xiang who asked for it-we know that we can't mess with the fourth judge Zhu. , East Road called Guan Ka to die again, we had no way to go, so we asked Ba Ye to come forward... Ba Ye didn't get famous by leading this group of loud salt trucks." "Look, Master Ba is greeting us at the front!" Big Bear said. "Oh! Fuck - legs! Guys!" The leading strong man Lei pushed the salt cart to the side of the deserted road, raised his elbows, leaned against the salt cart, and lifted the salt cart from the rear cover with one hand. Pulling up and down the support, supporting the rear frame of the salt truck, he said roughly to stop the car.

The melodious chants were carried along with the wind and waves, and a row of salt carts stopped on the side of the deserted road. The men who pushed the carts set up the carts, and sat crookedly on the crossbar of the rear frame to wait for the movement in front, sweating. The air rose from the brims of their felt hats and the sweat towels around their necks, and the oily and salt-stained coats seemed to be soaked with sweat, and the coats were blown away by the cold wind. A faint white mist came. Guan Baye stopped the animals on the road in front; the barley mule put its ears forward and circled with its hooves raised. The sharp wind swept the back of Guan Baye's black satin robe fluttering. He held a leather whip in his left hand—— That was the signal for the salt truck to stop.Not far in front of the cattle, there was a pale spike with bark peeled off buried in the middle of the road, the soil at the bottom of the pile was still new; around the broken pile, there were messy marks of horseshoes trampling on the dead grass.The wheat-colored mule circled around the spike, and turned back to the resting place of the salt truck. Guan Baye overturned the animal.

"All the brothers are here. I, Guan Dongshan, have something that is not very pleasant to listen to. I want to dig it out and tell you all." Although Guan Baye's red-painted rectangular face has no signs of aging, but the corners of his eyebrows and eyes are slender. There is no dissatisfaction with the wind and frost on the rivers and lakes, even if he speaks in a low voice, there is a majestic majesty emanating from that face: "I did not do my best in Guanba, offended the Beiyang government, left my hometown and went to Kanto, After I came back, I became a desperado. I was praised by everyone. I don’t know the face of life. I am so trustworthy. Let me lead this group of legs. Some of you may complain that I don’t follow the host. Really, I can’t bear it. Seeing , everyone...flesh and blood...fight hard to seize privately owned foreign guns and cannons...on the west road, although the fourth judge is ruthless, we are determined not to provoke him, and forgive him for not wanting to forcefully stab him in the hand Going up?!... This time, the mace was erected on the deserted road, and the four judges have already made it clear that he only commits crimes on this road, and asks outsiders to intervene! If you really believe me, please listen Let me say a word - let's lean on our legs in Wanliang's shop in Wanjialou tonight, no matter if there is any movement outside, please don't move, I, Guan Bayi, will carry everything on my shoulders. Hey everyone, if there is a mess, don't blame me for not helping you clean it up!" "Yes, yes, um, eighth master, I'm 10,000!" The big bear wiped off his felt hat and used it as a fan, regardless of the season He fanned the wind; raised one leg, put his foot on the bumper, squinted his eyes, and wrinkled his face with a half-smile and said: "In these days, one thing more is better than one thing less. In Wanliang's shop There are licenses and wine, we don’t care about it, the four judges are robbing the fairies, and let’s use it as a firecracker when they shoot guns, can’t we just listen to it?!”

"Since we are walking with Baye, you will count on it if you put down your word!" Lei Yipao had a naturally loud voice, and his curly beard trembled: "Brother Woli, Baye, you don't want to be so polite. , If you don’t listen to you, I will Lei Yipao to deal with him... Hey, I said guys, is there anyone who doesn’t listen?... Hey, I said Ba Ye, look, there is not even half of it!" "Then let's move our legs," Guan Baye said, "Let's eat lunch on our legs in the wild shop in Sanliwan. Before it gets dark, we will go to Seven Willow Trees, and when the moon rises, we will settle down in Wanjialou..." "Ou ...! Pulled... legs!" With the sound of shouting, sixteen salt trucks sang loudly and rolled down the road.

Sanliwan is the only place in the deserted place that can be used for sharpening. There is a surprisingly small wine shop built with the naturally curved branches of three big yellow juania trees. There is a living room, a storefront, and a half-hanging in the air. sleeping place.The small wine shop has no signboard, and customers who are accustomed to walking this way call it Sanliwan Huangpu. Although the Huangpu is small, it is well-known from far and near.The deserted shop is just facing the endless reed marshes, and behind the deserted shop are two large mounds with round tops, full of ancient trees with strange branches.The owner of the deserted shop is also a monster, he is a short, thick and short man, top class, with bow legs and splayed feet. A flat scar.There are two black holes indented in the scar, presumably they are nostrils.Before Lei could make a call, the short, noseless old man, wearing an apron, stood with his hands on his hips under the big elm tree in front of the shop.

"I said that my ears are not considered deaf. Hehe, I heard the creaking sound of the salt truck half an hour earlier, and my wife scolded me for being suspicious! Really, this is not the salt of the Liuhe Gang. Car...Xiang San, good boy, I don't know people with my old eyes, I only recognize you!" The old man greeted the guests happily with a loud voice, and rushed over again, in the hands of Guan Baye After leading the animal, he turned to hit the iron ring on the trunk of the big elm tree. "Hehe, you old and no-nosed person! You love to please others," winking at the third child: "You say you don't know 'people' with your old eyes, but you only know me?——What do you think of me?! " "You still want to ask the third child!" The noseless old man laughed happily, begging the guest to enter the room. "That's a thunder shot," Guan Baye greeted, "Two brothers, please put your mouth on it, and open up the high place!" (meaning the wind and watch post.) The noseless old man took two steps back and looked up. With his hands on his eyebrows, he looked at Guan Baye as if looking up at a mountain; in the eyes of the noseless old man, Guan Baye really looked like a mountain.This guy doesn't look like the leader of a salt smuggler, does he?The noseless old man could tell that in terms of character and bearing, this desolate shop had never entertained such guests for many years; his figure was the tallest among a dozen big men, and his two thick shoulders could really bear Deshan, but not as wild as those gangsters; the black bearskin hat on his head is inlaid with the most precious otter skin, and it is said that no snowflakes fall on the top of the hat; he is wearing a black satin robe Diagonally tucked into the black satin waistband, revealing the silver sable fur lining, on both sides of the waistband are two brand-new, blued pistols, and on the soft belts of the two leather boots, there are eight bright little stilettos. , his big long, red face had an indescribably frosty smell, although the two kind eyes under the two thick and long eyebrows always had a smile that was not a smile, but the whole After watching too much, it makes people shudder a little-thinking of Guan Gong in the hall.